#but i dunno their lore no more

[employee052]

thinking abt harry hart again (tormented with visions of old men daily)

[spicyraeman]

dipping back into the band au with some wyll

[nonomives]

Her name's Minnie (like the mouse)

As for her lore, shes a mad scientist basically. She has a weird ideology about science, considering it a form of art. A former researcher of the Fontaine Research Institute, she quit after she found hereelf misaligning with the way the institute handles itself. She now works as a freelancer that takes comissions on the go, her latest one being an offer given by Wriothesley regarding a particular secret project.

Her past is a little cloudy but she was once a member of high society, her mother a diplomat from Sumeru who settled in fontaine after marrying a noble from Fontaine. She's since been disowned by the family due to several complications. Not that she cares.

Whats her vision element? Geo? Anemo? Sike. Its Electro. Misdirection– its on the back of her jacket.

[pestercide]

Decided to revisit my Minecraft spooky guy designs

Old designs here

[tenderblood]

fem!jayvik in black & gold, based off of jayce's concept art. (unintentionally matching..they swear it.)

[front-facing-pokemon]

[moongothic]

Y'know Crocodile's Mushroom Lore kinda makes sense though, like he seems like the kind of person who does appreciate some peace and quiet, having time to himself to relax and enjoy some fresh air (something that would be easy to achieve by just going on a walk in a forest), but also, what is mushroom foraging if not a low-level type of treasure hunting (the "treasure" isn't particularly valuable, but it's edible so it's rewarding in its own right); an oddly fitting hobby for a pirate

[raster-rest]

there it started. the sea, full of blood, greets you.

second ver. of third pic below

let's see where it all leads.

[zeivira]

no rest for the wicked...

pls more

this shit is hilarious

like what are the others thoughts on this "illness" like garfiel, we've seen a bit of otto but i want more of him cuz he's best boi.

i imagine him going on full mama/big bro mood lmao

also that ficrec abt the crack fic by scissors? LMAO thx my parents knew im awake at 3am

point is

i like you now

so im gonna stalk- ahem- stick to you like a leach 🥺🌹

feed me more

The Cap’n's rule about everyone being strictly forbidden from watching him sleep—something about Garfiel being exactly like Rem but without pretty girl privilege—never actually stops the members of the camp from keeping an eye on him while the Cap’n's rests. 

The camp is nothing if not resourceful, and it’s not like they need to be inside the room when he’s sleeping to make sure he stays safe. Waiting a few feet away from the only entrance is just as effective. 

That's why when Garfiel smells a person approaching the Cap’n's room, during a time he knows he is asleep—they spent the last few days traveling to Pristella, like Hoshin traveled the desert to Banan after all—he rushes into the hallway and grabs the visitor's wrist right before it gets to knock at the Cap’n's door. 

"—the hell do ya think yer doin’?" Only after he finishes talking, under the dim hallway light of the mansion-like inn, he takes notice of the visitor's red, flame-like hair. A sharp horror, the one he had felt hours flooded through his entire body, as he realized whose wrist he grabbed. 

For a second, all is still. 

"Hello again, Sir Garfiel," the Sword Saint greets him, smiling as if they were pals and he hadn't evaded Garfiel’s senses and stopped his punch with a casual block a couple hours before. As if he weren’t the main obstacle between Garfiel and the title of Strongest. "I apologize if my presence alerted you, but all I wish to do is talk to Subaru." 

"W-well isn’ that convenient.  Anythin’ ya might need ta tell the Cap’n, ya can tell my amazin’ self instead." Big fat lie. There is a reason why the Cap’n is the Cap’n despite being borderline comatose and apparently not that much older than him. But Garfiel can’t trust anyone stronger than him, and as much as he hates himself for it…

The difference between him and Reinhard van Astrea is like a newborn Earth dragon and the Divine Dragon themself. 

His mere presence makes Garfiel's rawest instincts scream—tell him to either fight-or-flight. Garfiel doesn't want to be anywhere close to Reinhard, but much less he wants Reinhard anywhere close to the Cap’n when he sleeps. At least not until Garfiel proves himself a stronger shield than Reinhard. 

Even if the Cap’n is not defenseless—at least, not usually— he is useless while he isn't awake. And that means Galfield has to fight for both of them.

"I see," Reinhard's lips tilt downwards. "I do not mean disrespect, but what I would like to discuss would be related to something personal, unrelated to our respective camps..." 

Right. Garfield's eyebrow twitches. Right. The Cap’n said they were friends. 

"...the Cap’n's asleep," his voice sounds hoarse even to his ears. Maybe if he makes his tone drier than the Augura Sand Dunes, he can get Reinhard to give up and leave?

Reinhard's eyes widen. "Is that so. From what I gathered he mostly slept during the night." 

Garfield scowls. Of course the Sword Saint knew that much. "The Cap’n does, but he couldn' sleep during the trip, as we moved without pause, just like the Emperor of the Briar who never knew rest," Garfield crosses his arms. "So he is sleeping now and won't wake up in a while." 

"I see..." Reinhard says, and an uncomfortable silence falls between them. His gaze felt so heavy that if Garfiel moved carelessly, he wouldn’t know what his fate would b— "I wanted to ask about my father, actually—” Reinhard spoke up, breaking the silence. “I heard there were some issues close to Lady Priscilla's domain that involved Subaru and him." 

It takes Garfield a second to realize what he is talking about. His joy over learning the one and only Sword Saint's father was joining Emilia's camp to help Subaru stop the Argyle healer evaporated the moment his eyes actually lied on the man. After a couple days he just became Old Man, a skilled drunkard with a sob story, rather than a member of the family his mother used to read him stories about. 

"Issues,” Garfield snorts at Reinhard’s choice of word. “Tha's one way of sayin’ it." He makes a face. "Yeah, I was there too. The Old Man made us go lookin’ for a stupid chalice with the power to cure all sickness, but in the end it's only power w’s turning water into booze. Big ass let down." 

Reinhard’s shoulders sag. "So that’s what happened…” Reinhard’s eyes finally looked past Garfiel and looked at the still closed door, an unreadable thought reflected in them. “...I am glad father was with Subaru and you nonetheless. I can't imagine him taking another disappointment well..." 

How could any member of the group that went after the dumb cup not be disappointed? The chalice would have been able to cure not only the Old Man’s wife, but the Cap’n too. As the camp’s shield it’s his duty to protect everyone from everything—including hereditary diseases. When the Old Man mentioned the rumors, he was the first to tell Emilia they absolutely needed to go.

Still— the entire conversation leaves a bad taste in his mouth. The Cap’n was already carrying enough on his shoulder, with being the Hero that defeated the Archbishop of Sloth, the White Whale and the Great Rabbit— did he really need to trouble himself with family drama when the man ain’t even dead? “Why?” 

Reinhard blinks. “Well, it has been many years—” 

“—no, not that.” Garfiel’s scowl grows. “Why do ya need to imagine it? Yar dad’s alive, you could ask him.”

Reinhard just stares, before a bitter smile covers his lips. “Although true, my father doesn’t enjoy my company, so I wouldn’t like to impose myself when unnecessary.” 

But he is alive, is what he wants to say. “My mom’s dead,” is what he says instead. Because damn— he saw the Old Man, the even Older Man and him talk during dinner and how Ottobro almost lost his head trying to stop Old and Older from killing each other, right before Priscilla arrived saying this was the most amusing shitshow she had seen in weeks. The Old Man genuinely didn’t want to be with Reinhard and his dad.

But he is alive. All three of them are. They can talk. While Garfiel's mom is dead and gone and he can't tell her how much he loves her. "Just because your father is with us, and the Cap’n is strong enough to carry the weight of yar family drama, doesn't mean he should."

Reinhard's eyes widen again. "I—" 

"The Cap’n sleeps longer when he overworks himself," Garfield cuts, his words stronger than any punch he ever did. 

And Reinhard's mouth shuts with an audible click, expression shifting into one of horror— as it should. 

"He carries everyone's problems on his back— no matter how tired he is...!" He clenches his fists. "The Cap’n is so cool, cooler than the Sage and Reid! But precisely because he is like that is that we need to push ourselves harder. Be the people the Cap’n wants us to be, even if he is too shy to tell us. Because— because...!" 

“—will you two please SHUT UP?!" The Cap’n's door parts open with a bang, and the Cap’n appears in the doorway, rubbing his eyes while scowling. “Some of us are actually trying to sleep around here!”

Garfiel rushes back to his room only minutes later, but also doesn't miss Reinhard walking in direction to the Old Man's room rather than the hallway he originally came from.

beta read by @daemonerik

[watatsumiis]

Have yall ever heard about that study a while back where some folks studying butterfly migration habits couldn't figure out why the butterflies would take such a large detour, then after some research they found out there was a mountain there millennia ago and detouring around it was just something that got hardwired into their brains?

I imagine things like that are actually semi-common in places like Liyue and Mondstadt, where the land has undergone so many physical changes over the years (whether that be due to giant pillars of stone being tossed about haphazardly, or a god deciding they're sick of a certain set of mountaintops and yeeting them into the ocean like frisbees). I think that, once discovered, these strangely adjusted little animals would probably be celebrated in vastly different ways by the neighbouring nations.

A kaleidoscope of butterflies is celebrated twice a year as it passes through two small villages on different sides of the border - the Liyuens see it as a reminder to not get their heads stuck in the past, because it can make the future all the more inconvenient (like taking a long, winding path when there is a straightforward one readily available). The Mondstadters, however, see it as a symbol of their own freedom to be as rigid as they please, if the desire so strikes them - to stick with old, futzy traditions and do things in their own way.

It's a very localized celebration, not often talked about due to the size of the villages. It's passed down purely by word of mouth to the children of the villages, so the irony of the situation is, through pure happenstance, simply never noticed.

But, it goes to show, no matter how different each nation and its people are, they are all humans at heart, and are wowed by the same feats of nature.

Please don't repost, steal, copy or otherwise plagiarise my writing! I do not consent for my works to be translated and posted elsewhere, or copy - pasted into bot or AI technology.

[cyrantelnovapaleorayeeso]

"i dont see what ppl see in the lore its so boring"

shuffles my feet around, most ppl talking about the lore are exclusively talking about love nikki and shining nikki, the two games most ppl started the series with and have been around longer so theyve had time to explore their stories

now granted im assuming this person has only played infinity nikki, if not then hey not everyone is gonna like/care for the lore thats just how it is with video games

i havent spent too much time with infinity nikki bc i move at a snails pace and only play a little bit at a time so i cant say much on its lore

but these games tend to slowly move towards the more out there lore ok you gotta wait like a year before someone dies off

its also a gacha game so ur not getting all the lore at once ok they gotta have reason to keep ppl coming back and playing

[shmorp-mcdurgen]

Our Benefactors: Interrogation

Gman has a visitor during her imprisonment in the vault.

Notes: Just a little in-universe written thing I did for fun

Interrogation attempt No. 5

Status: Classified - Class 8 personnel and above permitted.

Interrogator: Dr. ███████ - Species: Human - Combine Representative

Subject: Name unknown - Species: unknown - Allegiance unknown

Purpose of interview: Understanding any species type subject belongs to.

Unauthorized access to this file will result in immediate termination to ensure information remains secure.

Beginning transcript of footage. . .

[FOOTAGE TAKEN FROM NEARBY SECURITY CAMERA; FOOTAGE IS UNCLEAR DUE TO SUBJECT’S INFLUENCE. TRANSCRIPT WILL BE BASED ON ANY SALVAGEABLE FOOTAGE.]

[DR. ███████ ENTERS VAULT CHAMBER WITH TWO ADDITIONAL ARMED, CLASS 8 PERSONNEL. INSTRUCTIONS TO BEGIN ATTEMPT AT COMMUNICATION ARE GIVEN.]

███████: Good morning. I imagine you were expecting Judith today, but I’m sorry to tell you she won’t be here to speak to you. Instead, I have been assigned to deal with you from now on.

[SUBJECT REMAINS SILENT. SUBJECT IS FACING AWAY FROM REPRESENTATIVE; APPEARS UNWILLING TO COMMUNICATE. INSTRUCTIONS TO PRESS FURTHER ARE GIVEN. ]

███████: Honestly I'd appreciate it if you cooperated with me. I imagine it would make this much easier…for both of us.

[SUBJECT DOES NOT RESPOND.]

[REPRESENTATIVE APPROACHES HOLDING CELL; FOOTAGE IS DISRUPTED TEMPORARILY DUE TO UNKNOWN ENERGY INCREASE. FOOTAGE REMAINS DISRUPTED UNTIL AFTER 300 SECONDS; FOOTAGE CONTINUES.]

███████: I’ve already been made aware of the fact you haven’t spoken much about…anything, really; Questions about the resistance were ignored, anything relating to who you work for or with are brushed off. You haven’t given us much reason to keep you alive here aside from the liability you’d be if you were let out.

[SUBJECT REMAINS SILENT. INSTRUCTIONS TO SHIFT TOPIC ARE GIVEN.]

███████: Freeman told us about your previous endeavors. 

[SUBJECT SHIFTS STANDING POSITION.] 

███████: Raised holy hell then simply disappeared. If it weren’t for him, we wouldn’t have even known you existed. You’re a hard thing to find, I'll give you that.

SUBJECT: Do you believe I still hold any care towards Mr. Freeman?

[TOPIC CHANGE SUCCESSFUL; TOPIC CHOSEN FOR POTENTIAL BEST RESULTS.]

███████: I suppose I don’t, no. Though I'm happy you finally started talking. Maybe if we’re lucky we can make this quick.

SUBJECT: Freeman failed. He failed the resistance, he failed humanity…he failed…himself. It’s hard to sympathize with a failure, as I'm sure you’re…aware.

███████: What did you have to do with Freeman’s previous actions? Were you the one instructing him to risk his life for a cause that’s doomed to fail? 

SUBJECT: What does it matter now? I suppose I'm no more of a prisoner than he is. No more of a prisoner than…you are.

[FOOTAGE DISRUPTION BEGINS; LASTS AN ADDITIONAL 200 SECONDS. FEED RETURNS.]

███████: I came here for a reason. I’m not here just to chat. I already know you won’t answer anything regarding the resistance or even Freeman, so I want to switch the subject towards you. 

SUBJECT: You…expect me to wish to cooperate with you? With someone who willingly puts herself in the cuffs she refuses to escape from?

[SUBJECT TURNS AROUND; APPEARS VISIBLY HOSTILE.]

SUBJECT: One prison…to another, I suppose.

███████: No, I don’t expect you to work with me. But I'd appreciate it, considering it would make this fast for both of us.

SUBJECT: Time will pass anyway. I’ll still be here. 

███████: I’ve been instructed to ask you some things regarding you. No one else; just you. The higher-ups are hoping they’d be able to get at least some information on who, or what you are, and why you’re here.

SUBJECT: A fool's errand. I don’t wish to speak with them. Won’t you all let me…rot in peace?

███████: Where are you from?

[SUBJECT BEGINS TO PACE AROUND HOLDING CELL.]

SUBJECT: Nowhere.

███████: Specifics.

SUBJECT: That is as specific as you are going to get.

███████: What is your name?

SUBJECT: None were assigned to me.

███████: …What is the name of your species? Is there a name for it?

SUBJECT: No.

███████: Can you at least describe what it is in any other way?

SUBJECT: Not in your tongue.

███████: God damn it, you are as pleasant to talk with as a brick wall. 

[REPRESENTATIVE IS INSTRUCTED TO REMAIN PROFESSIONAL.]

███████: How many members of your species are out there and unaccounted for?

[SUBJECT CEASES MOVEMENT; REMAINS SILENT. REPRESENTATIVE IS INSTRUCTED TO PRESS ON WITH DIRECTION OF QUESTIONING.]

███████: How many? 

SUBJECT: You are…staring at the only one.

███████: …You are the only one of your kind?

SUBJECT: Why does this matter to you?

███████: It makes our job easier, at the very least. You were hard enough to get; trying to capture hundreds of others would be a pipe dream. What happened to the others?

SUBJECT: I don’t follow.

███████: What led to the near extinction of your race?

SUBJECT: You know so little. Your…puppet-masters are just as clueless.

███████: Said “Puppet-masters” are also very capable of wiping out species’ just as small as yours is. If there’s a way…they’ll find it.

SUBJECT: You…believe that to be a threat. I see it as ignorance.

███████: Just answer the question. What caused the near extinction of–

SUBJECT: Nothing. The others…never existed in the first…place.

███████: If that’s the case, then what created you?

[SUBJECT REMAINS SILENT; HOSTILITY APPEARS TO BE INCREASING. LINE OF QUESTIONING CONTINUES DESPITE INCREASED CHANCE OF INCIDENT.]

███████: Was it the “Employers” you’ve mentioned?

SUBJECT: No. Never bring them up again.

[SUBJECT APPROACHES EDGE OF HOLDING CELL. SUBJECT APPEARS TO BE OBSERVING REPRESENTATIVE; DESCRIBED AS “THE STARE OF A PREDATOR ANIMAL”.]

SUBJECT: They’re nothing but…cowardly weasels. I can say the very same of your…employer. I wish nothing more than for them…ALL of them, to…fester. 

[REPRESENTATIVE REMAINS SILENT]

SUBJECT: I’m done speaking with you. I have…nothing else to say to you.

███████: I’m afraid I'm not done here. I still need you to answer some questions.

[SUBJECT PRESSES HANDS AGAINST CELL BARRIER; DESPITE ELECTRICAL FEEDBACK, SUBJECT APPEARS UNFAZED]

SUBJECT: Your questions mean nothing to me. Do you understand? None of this means ANYTHING to me. When your empire falls and your species goes extinct, I will be there to watch it happen. I will be here in the end, even when you and your subjects are all gone. 

███████: You’ll be in that cell for as long as you exist. 

SUBJECT: We’re both in our own prisons. You just don’t recognize yours. 

███████: For something that knows a lot, you don’t seem to really get the empire’s durability.

SUBJECT: To think you and your masters frighten me is to be sorely mistaken.

███████: Don’t fool me. I can see it in your eyes. 

[SUBJECT FALLS SILENT.]

███████: You’re scared of your cell, aren’t you?

[SUBJECT’S HOSTILITY INCREASES; CAMERA FEED IS INTERRUPTED FOR 310 SECONDS. WHEN FEED RETURNS, TWO PERSONNEL ARE DECEASED; REPRESENTATIVE IS FACING AWAY FROM CELL. SUBJECT IS SITTING ON GROUND.]

[REPRESENTATIVE CALLS IN CLEANUP CREW FOR CASUALTIES. REPORTS NON-PHYSICAL HAZARD SCENARIO REQUIRING EYE CONTACT AVOIDANCE WITH THREAT.]

███████: How can you be so confident in your ability to escape when you can’t even keep yourself together? Reminds you how much of an animal you are, doesn’t it?

[SUBJECT DOESN’T RESPOND.]

███████: I do not know when our next meeting will be. Frankly, I’d rather not see you again. But I suppose we’ll see each other eventually whenever Wallace decides he needs more paperwork. Goodbye, and…good luck.

[SUBJECT REMAINS SILENT. REPRESENTATIVE LEAVES VAULT CHAMBER. SUBJECT APPEARS TO BE IN A MORE STABLE, BUT UNPREDICTABLE STATE.]

Transcript Complete

Results: inconclusive; subject’s species remains unknown. Further questioning and alternative means of coercion may be required. Eye coverings must be given to personnel in case of incident.

Awaiting further instructions. . .

[persicipen]

i had quite the burnout from playing genshin, only keeping up with dailies and events, but ignoring many quests and exploration (especially the lore heavy ones because i really wanted to enjoy them and not rush through), but i think i’m slowly getting out of it. currently finishing remuria, and dare i say that i would die for scylla, prince of dragonborn. he cute! :’3

[game-on-comics]

To Tyrone: How's your relationship with your bball teammates? How did you guys met? (PS. I just wanna know more about him in general.)

[e-adlirez]

“I’m gonna give you a chance to run, and go tell every single person who you know about what just happened today. I want you to tell Rat, I want you to tell everybody. This… this is what I’m capable of now.”

Crappy drawing I made as quickly as I could, I dunno exactly all the lore in the Content SMP but one too many @doctor4t videos has done this to me and my curiosity—

c!Lux belongs to @luxintrus and c!Blake belongs to @winsweep